the eagle caught me off guard
when he asked me my nationality
i told him, American
but he persisted and asked again
what is your nationality?
so i told him, again, I am American
angry with my answer
he flew away
and as he ascended
he dropped a coin
and i heard him yell out,
make a wish or i won't come back
i still have it, i keep it in my pocket
but the eagle hasn't come back yet
This poem leaves me wondering why you haven't made the wish yet. I've contemplated various reasons ...
ReplyDeletePlease don't tell me as I prefer a mystery.
By the way, I enjoyed this poem.
Matt, truth is, i don't think i know either.
ReplyDelete^_^ am glad you liked it
When i was little i used to always look for shooting stars to make a wish upon, having never seen any i never made a wish...but i don't really know what i would've wished for, anyway
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